Unanswered Prayers

Hi Lovelies! I hope that you are having a great week so far and are as excited as I am that tomorrow is FRIDAY! Today I want to address something that I’ve been thinking about for a while… the idea of being thankful for unanswered prayers. To me this is when something that you want and pray for ultimately doesn’t work out, but what transpires is even better than you could have expected. Or if you like Country music:

 

For example, going into freshman year of high school, I so badly wanted to be a cheerleader. I had always assumed growing up that I would be one so when it came time for try-outs, I was nervous but extremely hopeful. Well here’s the thing: Although I definitely had the appropriate amount of pep, I did not have the toe touch- a requirement to make the squad. When I found out that I didn’t get it, I was devastated and remember crying and crying to my mom. Little did I know, that by not getting it, it would lead to a passion in law which would lead to this…

Speech & Debate State Championships

Which would lead to this…

Working at a law firm in San Francisco

Which would lead me to intern here…

Parliament in London, England

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I think that sometimes, when we are in the moment and are feeling disappointed, it can be extremely difficult to look ahead. But the important thing to remember is that it will all work out. I know that sometimes it is really hard to see but my mom always says that the more experiences we have to look back on, the better we are able to realize this. I know that this is all part of God’s plan for my life and am so glad he is in control because he has bigger and better plans for me than I could ever imagine.

Question:

-What’s happened in your life that you once saw as a disappointment but now see as a blessing?

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4 thoughts on “Unanswered Prayers

  1. What a beautiful post, and a truthful concept. I have to remind myself on a daily basis that even though life doesn’t necessarily go the way that I planned it to sometimes, God has a bigger plan for me and I need to submit to Him and let him steer me towards where I need to be.

    Your cheer leading example is really similar to something that I went through in high school– I tried out for this performing arts school for theater and got rejected TWICE while all of my other friends got in and were together every single day. Little did I know, if I HAD gone to that school I would probably still be pursuing theater as a profession and wouldnt have gotten involved in the other activities that I did at my new school.

    Again, great job with this topic! Love ya, Emily 🙂

  2. This also reminds me of high school experience…. I really wanted to be one of the few seniors picked to be “captains” of the dance team… I was a bit immature in high school and our coach made the wise decision to have 3 seniors and 1 junior be captains instead of 4 seniors. I got the boot, but Vanessa (the jr. and my really good friend) brought a wealth of knowledge to the team and it was our best competition year! Plus, that gave me more time to pursue leadership, and study for APs….

    I’m sure there are more recent examples, but that’s all I can think of…. And OH MY interning at Parliament?!? That is just too cool! I wanna hear more about your Londonscapades!

  3. Oh so many times come to mind. God’s plan is always better than my own! ….As I’m growing up I don’t have a plan, He’ll lead me where I need to be I just need to work on being happy where I’m at because I know God wants me there or He wouldn’t put me there. …..You have done so much and it’s great that you realize all that you have to be thankful for!

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